Race against the scaffolders

Scaffolders; they could come on Friday. Contrary to the awful forecast Monday was fine (so I didn’t need the fully waterproof non-breathable Helly Hansen fisherman’s day-go orange bibbed trousers and hooded jacket that arrived via the green haired, nasally pierced delivery lady). Dino and I worked from about half eight until five forty, cutting allContinue reading “Race against the scaffolders”

Short week, awful forecast. Openreach – don’t make me laugh…

It’s been a short week: Wednesday morning saw us taking delivery of a suddenly free, two-seater sofa that we’d coveted since using it in our first lockdown bothy; on Thursday morning I drilled a hole through the house wall, sealing in a small duct for the phone line that Openreach were coming to connect; FridayContinue reading “Short week, awful forecast. Openreach – don’t make me laugh…”

Ascent of the North Gable; direct route.

Last weekend (we had a weekend! ) returning from our drive to Skipness I couldn’t resist stopping on the road to pick up some vividly coloured alder logs, freshly cut to make way for deer fencing… Skipness beach – castle, seafood shack, view of Arran – gave us our second door handle. Focussed on theContinue reading “Ascent of the North Gable; direct route.”